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CHAPTER 7

—Defying me will cost you dearly.

—I don't know what kind of women you are used to dealing with, but be clear that no one was making fun of me.

When I saw that I was about to reach my floor he without warning pressed the last button leading to the basement, confused I wanted to press the button again but he grabbed me by the wrists leaving above my head dropping his briefcase to the floor at the same time.

—Little rebel. —I feel how one of his fingers goes up my blouse, I try to resist but his aggressive way of looking at me drives me crazy —How long do you think you can resist me? I own you, it's all over your body

"Damn sex god. Now I understand why my ex—boyfriend was born."

—Whatever I do, it won't work, not with me.

I feel him brush his nose across my cheeks and down to the neckline of my blouse, "lucky I'm wearing a Jean" but fuck! This man knows how to tease me, he grabs my legs and suspends me until he holds me by my ass, he smiles mischievously because he knows it was working what he is doing with me.

—You will come with me.

—Where to? —I mumble with an immense desire to kiss him and get lost in his caresses.

—For something to eat...

I tilt my head back because he's telling me to take me to eat.

—Of course, and I'm the dessert.

—Is that bad? —I smile excitedly because I do want to, and with his thumb lining my lips it's no help, "Or are you going to tell me it's not?

When I saw the restaurant, wow he surprised me and not because it is an expensive one but because it is a common and ordinary place, "seriously he makes an effort with me" we sit looking at each other, I stare at him because I really want to know what the hell was I thinking in accepting this outing, I look so unusual to him that he doesn't think I deserve a luxurious place, at least his son had that detail with me before although in the end he was a complete idiot who cheated on me.

When a woman waited on us I missed the confidence she had in Victor, she spoke to him as if he attended this place. She ordered for me, I didn't even see the menu.

—He comes here often with his conquests, doesn't he?

—I prefer the peace to the stormy paparazzi. I can eat without thinking I'm being watched from outside. Besides, this is where I met my son when he was five. —I felt strange when he mentioned Lucas. It seems you still have feelings for him.

—Do you really want to talk about him? —He laughs and denies —Because it's something I want to forget too.

—What? —he says when he sees me laughing by myself.

—If my father saw me here with you..." —Víctor interrupts me asking me to call him by his first name— "If my father saw me with you now... he'd have a heart attack.

—Why? Because I'm older than you? There's nothing wrong with that, I could be your sugar dady," I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

—No, it's because you're my ex's father. He'd be disappointed in me and besides you're too old for my age.

—I'm not old," he frowns. I asked him his age, "I'm 35 and you could be 21 or 20, right? It's not much of a difference

I stood in thought as he spoke and as I did the math I was overwhelmed to learn that he got Lucas' mother pregnant at fifteen "But what the hell..."

I couldn't eat my lunch and to top it off, I missed my classes to walk him to his apartment which by the way was huge it looked like a house actually, even bigger than my parents' "surely it's his bachelor pad, I didn't want to go in because I felt like I was somehow going too far "but if I already slept with him who cares if we do it here".

I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was a fucking rich man in every way, handsome, seductive, his gaze causes deep havoc that leaves me breathless when he is so close to me.

Everything was very well ordered, there was nothing out of place, I feel him hug me from behind while his lips wet the skin of my neck causing me a sensation of aphrodisiac ecstasy that made me lose my mind

—I will be the dessert after all.

—One that only I will enjoy.

"god, I melt madly when he is so possessive of me."

He pulls me back as if I were his prey, when I feel my ass bump against his couch, seeing his white shirt somewhat unbuttoned, I couldn't resist to take it off completely, seeing his pecs made my mouth water wishing I could touch him.

—What have you done to me Victor?

—It's the same thing I was going to ask, what did you do to me, little rebel?

His kiss was so lethal that my mind went blank and my body just wanted to feel him even more, a kiss that left us breathless and very wet from wanting him to make me his once more. He orders me to undress and I obeyed him without resisting, he orders me to turn around and I did, I felt a strong slap on my ass that made me pass saliva because I was fascinated.

He takes off his belt and puts it around my neck and subtly pulls me to another room, I was nervous because I didn't know where he was taking me, he guided me without taking his eyes off me, his smile makes me tremble because he is fascinating.

When he stepped aside there was a bed, an armchair in a strange shape.

—Last night this tantric chair arrived. We'll see how it works.

I sit down. He orders me to occupy it, as I settled in he approached me with a glass that had ice in it, I was nervous and just waited for him to get close enough, my chest rises and falls as I see him put an ice cube in his mouth, he kneels to the side and takes my wrists holding them above my head, he smiles sideways and moves down until I feel his lips on my right breast, I feel something icy rubbing my nipple, I couldn't move my arms and slowly I started to feel my body enjoying it.

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